Be U: Hot Stuff

Coming for the Real You.

I'm hoping to share thoughts, fun and insightful information and aha moments with all to better serve ourselves and the universe.

My background is that of Executive Secretary for the local Electric company (11 years).

Certified Personal Trainer (since 1991) and Fitness Consultant for my own company, Beachin Bodies (6 years) and certified in Reiki and Nutrition with training in Cranial Sacral work, Tai Chi, and Meditation. Certified as a Professional Life Coach (2015); Minister at Universal Life Church (2016);

and, possibly, most important,

my own journey through illness and avenues, roads and roadblocks that I have taken to find the real me. (35 plus years).

The me that I was born as. The me that is the all-knowing. I believe the search is endless and we are here to learn and to love and to share it all.

Thursday, July 6, 2023

Hot Stuff

The temperature here in Southeast Florida in America is 87°, feels like 102°F; 38.889°C. Hott stuff.

I am feeling the lazy days of summer. This feels like ‘Wow’, I am surprised again and again each time I experience the heavy heat.

I think many of us humans can be surprised or taken aback by the same things again and again I wonder why Im surprised by it. I wonder why I resist an accepting of it. I wonder why I don't change a pattern that is no longer working for me immediately.

I have heard that because we have experience with a life situation, and we have an unconscious or conscious knowing that we can handle a certain uncomfortable way, we can tend to stay in/with it.

It is when we get too uncomfortable or can no longer bear it that we create, allow and invite change.

I believe our world (we) is (are) experiencing more consciously a great discomfort as a whole because, through social media, we are witnessing the great discomforts in our world on a more personal and global level.

Life is loud. We are connected to many parts and people of the world that used to be ‘over there’ and not present in our lives. Now we are most exposed to ‘over there’ like it was here. We see, hear and feel more than we ever did. Unless we make a decision to not allow, care and/or witness what can be seen and known like never before, things can be very present.

If you choose to do something about what you experience and/or witness, please do. Lifting one another up is a gift for all.

If there is nothing you feel able to do in the moment, do not let it simmer and take up space in your moments of what you are choosing and able to do. Drop it like it is hot and do your best to not let anything weigh you down. Send it love and Do You lovingly. Perhaps, focus on your goal now and apply yourself to it; again and again and again.

Stay in your loving truth; your empowered abilities. Let your love lead You.

May you stay cool and full of trust, truth and love.

Open to the purpose of the moment; this moment; your moment.

May you let your moments balance between peace/rest, change/transformation, growth/becoming. Be with what is shown to You.

Let the human journey, your human journey, be lived ultimately by and through You. Now, that’s hot.

Thank You.

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My Past Story

The first thing I would always tell a new doctor was 'my dad left me when I was 10'. He just disappeared, ran away. It was pretty awful for me. I thought it was my fault as most kids sometimes do. I thought I was unlovable. Years later, 20 maybe, I realized it wasn't just that my dad left me that affected my life, but also that my mom stayed. She stayed and I'll be forever grateful. However, her staying wasn't all peaches and creme. She was so hurt, so distraught, so frightened to raise three kids on her own and find a job that it was very hard for her to be there for me and my needs. I chose to shutdown, be quiet and try not to make it any harder on her as to not ask for much, or voice much, or need much.

Years later, in 11/12th grade, I noticed my fingers being really cold and hurting all the time. I noticed them turning purple and the pain was very 'loud'. Humorously enough, I had chosen to be a secretary and typing was a big part of my everyday. I loved it even. Fingers flying across the keyboard with as little mistakes as possible was the goal. I was pretty good at it. While in typing class, I remember putting my hands on my neck to try to warm them and make them feel better. I was naive enough then to think this must be happening to everyone.

Anyway, years went by and nobody was able to tell me why this was happening or what to do to make it better. Then, approximately 4 years later, I remember (what I felt) was little me sitting across from a really big doctor at his really big desk and him telling me I was allergic to myself. Of course, this was him describing to me what auto-immune meant. I had a disease called scleroderma and it could kill me (sometimes in as little as five years) and I would most likely be on medicine and have it for the rest of my life and there was nothing to change it.

Anyway, almost 30 years later, I've had my share of pain and I'm alive. I've had ulcerations on my fingers and I have lost most of my nails on both hands from lack of circulation and producing too much collagen. My hands are somewhat not a pretty sight and to hit something with one of my fingers by accident (well, I refer to the feeling as 'going to the moon).

When I was about 30, I started looking at alternative medicine and I tried anything that came across my path to try to stop the pain. I have tried many normal and not so normal 'ideas'. I sometimes do not believe at what lengths I went to try to ease my pain and suffering!

This is what has brought me here to this point in my life.

I'm grateful to be able to learn so much about myself and life and I wouldn't take it back (well, some days I might want to).

Something was telling me to blog. I really didn't know much about blogging - I am still a novice at best. Approximately 5 weeks ago, I sat at my computer and started typing.

I am surprised at where my blogs have led me. I thought I was trying to help others and that still is a big goal of mine. However, what I am finding out is that this is a great outlet for me.

A way to feel like I'm doing something. I told a friend this morning about my blog and I said that it's draining because I put everything out there and do not hold back as I post each individual blog; its fun because it does give me an outlet and I feel a little purpose in my life; and it's scary because I don't want anyone laughing at me or telling me that I am completely 'off my rocker'!